REVENGE IS UNCOVERED

Part.13

"Tomorrow me, there's a photo shoot at the Villa. We will spend the night there, very beautiful view over the mountains". Said Sagara, before Melda went home to work.

"Alright, early in the morning I'm going to your apartment. Prepare everything, how many days we're there". Melda asked, smiling slightly. Not bad, vacation and throw stress.Batin Melda, can not wait for tomorrow.

"Two days, eight o'clock in the morning. We've gone there, don't wake up bad luck". Sagara, pulling Melda's pointed nose. Very adorable, for a long time he will melt my heart.Batin Sagara, secretly pay attention to the movements of Melda. He, like his deft and understanding performance.

Melda, grimacing in pain. "Sial, red my pointed nose". Grutu Melda, sneering her lips. Oath, melt heart adek,bang. Over time, look at your smile. What's more, his sweet toothy gings

Melda, the job's done. It was also late in the afternoon, he had to ask Sarah for permission. Inevitably, he must come. As an assistant to a model. What's more, listening to the mountains.it must be very refreshing and the air is cool.

Before he came home, he stopped by his favorite cafe. Accompany tired in the afternoon, do not care even alone.

Melda, order drinks and snacks. After that, he sat down in a chair. Looks cafe, pretty rame and a lot of young men and couples too.

"Ck, bangal kencur". Murmured Melda, a horde of young men. It had been a long time since they had glanced at Melda who was sitting alone. Whispers, which are not clear. Likely, they wanted to get acquainted with Melda. But, shame or prestige.

One man, ventured out and sat next to Melda. "E'dmm... Alone,nih. Can I contact you, can't I?" The man, extended his hand. Very pretty and mansi, get my collection.

Melda, welcome her hand and smile. "Melda,". It looks like, she's a playboy cap lizard. Very careful, I'm sorry the temperature and you're just a beginner player. Inner Melda, mocking the man before her.

"Niko, and there my friends". Niko, show her towards her friend. Melda, turned to the swarm of young men and they waved her hand.

Melda, just nod and smile sweetly. "You guys, the boys of the motorcycle gang". He asked, looking from a suit like a motorcycle gang. Oh, my God, what dream am I? Could-can be, acquainted with the smell of brondong kencur. Good, if I still look like a schoolboy or college student.

"Yes, I'm the head of Tiger's motorcycle gang". Niko replied, smiling and showing her sweet tooth.

"Oh, still school". Melda asked, staring intensely at Niko.

"Yes, still school. But, you pass. By the way, where do you go to school". Niko asked, suddenly making Melda giggle to hold her laugh.

"Oh my goodness, sorry deck. Actually, I'm 24 years old. Already working, not school anymore". Melda, shake her head. It could be, Brondong is still a student acquainted with him.Well, right. If he and his friends, still in school. Not wrong, right.

"Haha... Very Funny. Where possible, 24 years. It must be bo'ong right, if college believe me". Niko, she doesn't seem to believe Melda's words.

Melda, instantly issued her identity. Niko, who was curious immediately took it and looked at it. His eyes, glared perfectly. What Melda said is true.

Niko, looks confused and misbehaving. "Sorry, brother. Greetings, but no husband yet, right? Excuse me, sorry. Brother, very pretty and attractive". Niko, immediately withdraw. Out of fear, face off against Melda.

Melda, already grinning sharply towards Niko. "Yes, I'm sorry". Melda said, smiling smrik.

Niko's friends, cheering her mockery. How could he be acquainted with someone who was much older than him. However, Niko is secretly interested in Melda.

Although Melda, indifferent and silent. Not caring, the gazes of those around him. His ears, hearing the babbling of the young men and others.

An hour later, Melda decided to go home. The drinks and snacks, they're over.

"You home, brother? Want to drop in, don't you think?". Niko said, blinking her eyes.

"Thank you, no need". Melda replied, straight into the car.

Sure enough, his friends immediately voiced and mocked Niko again.

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Melda, ask Sarah for permission. Because tomorrow, he has to come to the villa and spend two days overnight.

Sarah, let. Although, his heart was heavy because it was far from his sight. However, she believes that Melda can take care of herself.

"Thank you,mah". Melda, smiling sumringah for getting permission to leave.

"Just calm down, mahmah. Sagara and Alvin are good. What else, the others are coming along too". Jacqueline, too, assured Sarah's feelings.

"Yes, be careful and take care of yourself. Then, what's your answer? You, you haven't answered Frans' question. Want it or not". Sarah said, Hopefully, Melda's answer did not disappoint him.

Melda, just scratching your head and confusion. "Hmmm...Sorry,mah. Melda, can't answer now". Bowing listlessly, not daring to look Sarah in the face.

"Okay, Frans will be waiting for your answer". Sarah, nor did she impose her will. Let Melda make her own choices.

Jacqueline and Melda, go to their respective rooms.

When Melda, entered the room and suddenly someone pushed her body.Sontak made her surprised, with Frans attitude. "Frans, you're trying to get into my room".

"Why? Usually, you used to cook in my room. Without my approval and straight in". Frans, lock the door and put the key in the pants pocket.

Melda, shocked by Frans' treatment. What's on his mind, to the extent that his room key. Being in a pants pocket, what if someone knows Frans in the room. Most likely, they were married. "Frans, get out of your room. Long ago, I had to be with you. That's why, please enter your room. Besides, you didn't hear the call because of the shower. Incidentally, your door is unlocked. So, now it's different Frans. Me and you, nothing of interest".

"But I have an interest in you". Strictly Frans, began to approach Melda's body. Of course, Melda resigned her steps again.

"Ck, the most about you marrying me right. Sorry, I refused. Now get out of my room, not until someone misunderstands between us". Pinta Melda, try to be firm and will not just melt.

Frans, pass Melda and sit on the edge of the bed.

"What's the relationship, you and Sagara? No way, just a boss and an assistant. There's gotta be something, right". Delik Frans' eyes, fixed on a hello Kitty doll.

"It's none of your business, right out of my room. Come on, don't make trouble. Soon, I go to sleep and tomorrow morning I have to go. Me, a lot of Frans' work". Melda snapped, really upset that Frans never left.

"Go? Where,hemmm". Frans asked, playing both eyebrows.

"so much kepo, anyway. Clearly, I work not wandering or the streets are unclear". Melda doesn't want to tell the truth. Scared, if Frans foils the plan to the villa.